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Darkness Rising Part 3

I woke up and headed to the main part of the base. Ratchet was testing something when I noticed something move.

Gear: Uh, Ratchet.

Ratchet: What?

Gear: Is that supposed to move?

I transformed my arms into blasters and directed them to the one-eyed spider-like thing.

Ratchet: By the Allspark!

That was my queue to start attacking it. We kept trying to hit it, it dodged each time, finally it stopped only to slice one of our tools.

Ratchet: I needed that!

Gear: Not the time, Gramps.

Finally, Optimus shot it and squashed it.

Ratchet: And stay broken.

Gear: What caused that?!

Sire: I have a grave suspicion, dark energon.

Gear: You mean like the stuff in those tales, you told me when I was younger?

Sire: The very same. If the residue Arcee and Silvergear found on Cliffjumper brought your broken equipment to life, it would stand to reason that the very same substance brought Cliffjumper back from the dead.

Ratchet: That would account for his life signal inexplicably coming back online.

Gear: So, that means he turned into a zombie?

Ratchet: Not the time. But dark energon? Its so scarce as to be virtually nonexistent. What would it be doing on Earth?

Gear: That's obvious. It didn't come from Earth unless it was found very deep underground. It most likely was brought to Earth and Megatron is likely the one who brought it. Starscream is too much of a scaredy cat to have touched it.

Sire: Youre most likely correct, Silvergear.

Ratchet: But for what purpose?

Gear: Isn't obvious? To use an army of undead Cybertronians to conquer this planet. Seriously haven't you listened to any of the stories about it?

Sire: I was about to say the same thing, my young sparkling.

Ratchet: I always passed them off as made-up scary stories. And Megatron will need to break a lot of toaster ovens to achieve. I mean where on this world would he find that many Cybertronian dead.

The others arrived before we could answer.

Jack: That was awesome!

Raf: Can we go again?

Miko: Sweet!

Suddenly a clanging sound came from Bulk's interior. It was a guitar.

Miko: Sorry. Must have left that in the backseat.

Sire: Autobots, prepare to....

Arcee: Roll out?

Sire: Remain here. Ratchet, youll come with me and Silvergear. Arcee, well be outside communications range for some time, so Im putting you in charge.

Miko: Dude, you're the biggest. You should be the boss.

Bulk: He never picks me.

The reason that he isnt ever in charge is because he breaks a lot of our equipment.

Arcee: Optimus, with all due respect, playing bodyguard is one thing, baby sittings another. Besides, Ratchet hasnt been in the field since the war and Gear is rarely out on the field.

Ratchet: My pistons may be rusty, but my hearing is sharp as ever.

Gear: My experience may be low, but my instincts are on point.

Sire: for the moment, its only reconnaissance.

Arcee: Then why do I hear an edge in your voice?

Gear: You worry too much Arcee, we are going to be fine. What you should be worried about is bonding with your new jr. partner.

Sire: Arcee, much has changed in the last 24 hours, and we all need to adapt. Ratchet, bridge us out.

Gear: TTFN, Ta Ta for now.

I ran ahead of Sire, so I wouldnt have to hear Bee complain about not using that movie quote before. On the other side of the vortex, it was a menacing view.

Gear: When does the history lesson start? Isnt that the reason I was brought along? I am so going to put this in my mission notes later!

Ratchet: I dont understand what you are talking about, what do we hope to find here?

Sire: The site of the largest Cybertronian battlefield in this galaxy.

Gear: That has been reported.

Ratchet: On Earth? You must be joking.

Gear: I wish he was, but Primes dont joke.

Sire: Do you recall the period late in the war when both sides began hiding their energon spoils off world?

Gear: Its the reason there is energon on this planet. But wouldnt that mean bots came here to specifically hide it. I mean no bot would be stupid enough to just launch escape pods full of energon to random planets.

Optimus: Yes, it was the reason battles came to be waged on planets such as this one, and I fear Megatrons memory is as long as history.

Gear: Want me to do any sneaking around before the buckethead arrives?

Optimus: I fear that is a dangerous idea, but a good one at that.

I snuck through the rocks and got ready to kill the undead cause I had the feeling I would need to. That's when I saw him, I quickly warned Op and Ratchet. He finally arrived.

Ratchet: For once I wished you were wrong.

Megatron: Optimus, been well? I see you brought your trusty watchdog. I was certain hed be convalescing in a scrap yard by now.

Ratchet: What dont you invite him down here for a chat?

Sire: I know why you're here, Megatron.

Megatron: Hardly a surprise, Optimus. After all, you and I have been at this a long time, and your time has come to an end.

I quickly got ready to shoot, I was going to shoot the dark energon before it hit the ground. I shot it at the last second and it created a blast that hit me and the ground. That's when I blacked out.

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Word Count: 953
Author here again, please give me some ideas for art to do for this story. Thanks!